Harriboy's Hut

Harry Rogers composition. Where Orcas Sing That place, where Orcas sing untranslated songs, Makes me wonder, what do they sing about? Do they spread gallant rebellious tales, Of how to take back ancient hunting grounds From overweight human vacationers, Who swan about in their Sun Seeker boats, Who discharge rotten stinky sewage, Pollute aural pathways with engine noise, And invade nature's pr...

My poem Einstein's Violin is a fantasy idea of Albert Einstein playing his beloved Lina as he tripped on LSD.

I wrote this poem just after the New Cross Fire back in 1982. I recently recorded it and set it to a backing track. Here is the poem:- STOLEN LIGHTNING. The flashes stolen From the god of war Parading on the streets Just like before Borrowed symbols Turn the runes around Dream wings are melting Crashing to the ground Children screaming, Can’t you feel the parents loss? A Nazi is hiding Behind the...

A Collaboration on my poem Q Around The Square, written in September 2020. Music by Ashley Caddell and Mr Rachelle in Melbourne Australia, Words and Vocal by Harry Rogers in Aberbanc West Wales.

I wrote this Gothic short story as a tale of revenge for all those childhood victims of sadistic teachers who never got an opportunity to obtain justice.

A pre US election demo. Hopefully the American people will do the right thing.

I wrote this poem in bed today after watching a Channel Four video featuring Labour Party Leader Kier Starmer.

One of my first of a series of poems written during the Covid -19 Pandemic

A demo of a song written on the afternoon I heard that Leonard Cohen had died. I decided to record using my phone and a backing track.

New poem written in Aberystwyth Arts Centre Wormwood bottle Labelled Brexit Once uncork-ed Poison mainline Everybody Turning insane Bitter, Bitter Flowing through veins Bad blood boiling All bamboozled Help us mummy We're all confused Undone we stand Staring blankly Strangelove rises Index finger Poised on button Lives forgotten Brand new addicts Wormwood mainline. Harri Rogers, 6-12-2019 Aberystw...

A fantasy poem.

Performance poem about the dangerous situation in global politics as Western leaders abuse democracy. Recorded with Ashley Cadell.

Performance poem recorded with my friend Ashley Cadell.

Poem about the unprecedented situation in British politics. Written late last night. Another False Dawn In Broadchurch That place where worn out centrists lurch From side to side, from front to back Drag upside downside through the crack. Outside Variety Theatre Back room of darkened beer kellar Ghoul plots death of democracy, With Trumpian ochlocracy Disrupters sieze power levers Public swells wi...

A Sonnet about My Dad, Ken Rogers, and his wartime activities in Stars In Battledress.

A poem about militarism in families.

A poem about the futility of war as we get manouvered into the horror once again in Iran. CATCHING SHADOWS IN THE WIND. WE'RE CLIMBING UP THE SKY SEE THE BEAUTY IN ALL THINGS AS PEOPLE TRY TO FLY BUSY MINGLING, AS WE DO, THE SHYEST OF THE SHY IN THOSE SUMPTIOUS ROOMS WITH THE HIGHEST OF THE HIGH. THE IMPOSSIBILITY WE REALISE, BY AND BY, OF THEIR WEAPONS BRINGING PEACE, WHILST POLITICIANS CRY. ONCE...

A poem for an opportunistic traitor to the working class.

Another demo recorded on my phone with my good buddy Steve Baird in Sandy Springs Atlanta Georgia on 8th May 2019.

"I am a threat to national security because I was a picket." An update on the Shrewsbury 24 Campaign. All trades unionists should listen to this. Gives an understanding of the role of the state in denying organisers of strike action basic human rights and justice.